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[M/s 365] Fluidity

It started first thing this morning, with our granddaughter having an epic meltdown and requiring extra care.

“I’ll take her to the bus stop while you catch up.” I said.

Schedules had to be changed with new doctors and surgeon, so we collaborated on IM.

Laundry needed done and slave angie figured out a way to get them up the stairs.

While angie cooked dinner, I took care of winterizing the downstairs and she managed to sneak in a furniture adjustment.

Shifted plans for tomorrow, with the dog coming down with an odd/ugly bump that might be infected.

I had a project proposal to finish writing, and she gave me a third set of eyes to look at it.

Plaster fixing continues.

It’s a well-oiled team, not always perfect, but we flow well together. “Life is a running negotiation.” has become one of our mantras and it’s true. And yet, we remain, at the center and core, and it takes a word, or a simple ritual, to bring that to the front. So that no matter how fluid things have to get, underneath, the bedrock remains. I am Master. She is slave.

3 thoughts on “[M/s 365] Fluidity”

This is so helpful. To see that even in the everyday runnings the “bedrock” is what you lean on. What you feel. Sometimes I feel I lose myself in the day to day and in doing so I lose my place some how. We are still in the infant stages of our DD/BGS and having 3 teenagers and work and life I lose my sense of me.

It is easy (and natural) to lose that thread – we call them the “ebbs” – when 9 months later, we realized we hadn’t done a single thing prior. We use communication, making time for each other, and anchors/rituals to get through those times and to come back. Because teenagers, work and life don’t stop. (teens just become adults, which are even MORE expensive. Seriously. 5 kids. 4 grandkids.)